Kanjo no chi

Already tried...

A couple things, before we begin. 

First: boyXboy. Mild, because they're ten year olds, for Petes sake!

Second; yes, they're ten years old.

I am not blessed with patience, and i want to get the ball rolling. Thank you.

Izuku Midoriya was walking to school, when he heard a muffled yell, which was accompanied by the smell of fear.

The ten year old turned towards the small alley, and walked over, stopping at the mouth. A little ways away, Katsuki Bakugo was glaring at an older teen, who was holding a knife, saying something Izuku couldn't hear. Sparks crackled across Katsuki's palms, as the older boy started forward, but before anything could happen, Izuku shot forward with inhuman speed, and slammed his foot into the boys face, sending him flying.

Izuku landed in a crouch, and straightened turning towards Katsuki, who was staring at the greenette in shock,

"Are you alright, Kacchan?" 

The blonde didn't answer. After several minutes, Izuku turned away, not all that surprised at the lack of an answer.

He looked around for the older boy, but the teen had already left. Izuku glanced at his watch, internally grumbling at the time, since Katsuki didn't seem about to say anything, Izuku started to walk away, adjusting his backpack, as he headed out of the alley, and back towards school.

School was... the same. The same degenerating comments. The same bullying classmates. The same oblivious teachers. 

The only change was Katsuki, he was less physically abusive then normal. Izuku supposed that was Kacchan's way of thanking him for earlier. 

At lunch, the usual group of tormenting classmates, took turns bashing in Izuku's ribs, cackling about how weak he was, just because he was quirkless. 

Izuku quite honestly, couldn't bring himself to care. He was hungry. And the joy that they got out of beating him up smelled tantalizingly delicious. But he had to marshal himself, he couldn't sate this hunger at school. He would have to wait. He bit the inside of his lip until it bled, it wasn't even remotely the same, but hopefully, it should help.

By the time the boys were finished kicking and punching him, Izuku had tears of pain beginning to build in his eyes, as he started to feel the damage they had inflicted. As his tormentors were leaving, throwing back a few last insults, one of them lent down so only Izuku could hear his words,

"You know, if you want a quirk that badly, there's one way for you to get one," he grinned maliciously, "take a swan dive off of the roof, and pray for a quirk in your next life!" As he walked away, the boy laughed to himself. 

As he watched the group of boys walk away, Izuku smiled, chuckled, even! For he found his death a rather amusing improbably. After all, one learns from experience, and Izuku's experience told him that it would be a long time before he ever died. As Falkner-senpai always said, there's only one way to kill a vampire.

Izuku pushed himself to his feet, brushing the dirt off of his uniform, and making sure his injuries were not visible, before heading inside, as the bell that signaled the end of lunch rang. 

For the rest of the day, Izuku sat as quietly as he could, but more then once, he found himself staring at the back of Katsuki Bakugo's neck. it wasn't his fault though, Katsuki sat right in front of him, and he was hungry.

Eventually, the end of day bell rang, and Izuku managed to get out of the door before anyone could stop him. 

He had two options, find Matsuko-sensei, and Falkner-senpai before his hunger became unbearable. Or find a quiet place where few people roamed, and attack someone.